Page 102 of Break my Heart
“Trust me, your fans will thank me.”
“Guess we’ll never know.”
My gaze drops to his briefs. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”
He slides his thumb beneath the elastic band and snaps it against his trim waist. “Nah. I was thinking tonight could be more of a let-your-imagination-run-wild kind of show.”
“How about you take them off and show me the goods?”
He lifts his chin. “You want them off so badly, why don’t you do it yourself?”
I shed my jacket before tossing it over the chair tucked neatly beneath his desk. It only takes a half a dozen steps to eat up the distance between us. My gaze stays pinned to his as I reach out and stroke his cock through the thin cotton material.
“That feels good, baby girl. But the fans like to watch me get hard on camera. It’s part of the fun.”
“Oh well.” I slip my hand into his underwear and wrap my fingers around his thick length. It feels more like steel. When the urge to take him into my mouth pounds through me, I drop to my knees. Not once do I release his gaze as I guide the head of his erection to my lips. My tongue darts out to lick the slit. Already, it’s beaded with moisture.
He loosens the band holding my hair in a ponytail. As soon as the blonde strands tumble around my shoulders, his fingers tunnel through them, tightening around my scalp to hold me in place. “Fuck, baby. That feels amazing.”
Unable to resist, I suck him deep inside until he nudges the back of my throat. “Have I told you how much I love your mouth? Especially when it’s wrapped around my big dick?”
His dirty words have more arousal gathering in my core. We’ve barely done anything and already my panties are soaked.
Just thinking about Hayes turns me on.
And I love it.
Love how easy everything feels with him.
A low groan vibrates through him as he gently pushes me away.
When I give him a questioning look, he growls, “If you keep that up, I’ll come, and that’s definitely not part of the regularly scheduled programming.”
My tongue flicks over his swollen tip. It wouldn’t take much for him to lose it, and there’s a part of me that wants to push him over the edge.
With another growl, he drags me to my feet. Before I can say anything, his mouth crashes onto mine. “You want to fuck with me, baby? Just remember, turnabout is fair play.”
A shiver of excitement dances down my spine as my pulse picks up tempo.
He smirks. “Somehow, I don’t think that’s the punishment I meant it to be. Maybe it would be best if you headed out.” He brushes another kiss against my mouth. “You’re too much of a distraction.”
I force my lower lip out in a pout. “Fine. I’ll be good. Promise.”
He glances at the clock on his nightstand. “I’ve got three minutes to lose the boner.”
Without thinking, I reach out to stroke his cock.
He shakes his head as his hand tightens around my wrist, and he brings my fingers to his lips before pressing a kiss against them. “As much as I love your touch, that’ll only make matters worse.”
After releasing my hand, he swings toward the desk to grab his computer. He clicks a few buttons before dragging the chair next to the bed and positioning it. Then he snags a pair of earbuds and settles on the mattress. The boxers are the last to get stripped away, leaving him completely naked.
My gaze licks over every inch of him. He’s so gorgeous. Staring at him is enough to get me all heated up. I drop down on an armchair in the corner of the room that’s out of view from the camera. He shoves the buds into his ears and reclines against the pillows before closing his eyes. His chest rises and falls with every deep breath he draws into his lungs.
Once his boner has wilted, he rolls toward the camera and hits a button or two before resettling.
I can’t help but watch in fascination as he strokes both hands over his chest. His muscles ripple beneath his fingertips. Arousal gathers in my core like wisps of smoke, and I shift on the cushion, trying to alleviate the growing ache.
He tweaks both nipples until they’re hard points before tugging at them.